Demons

Danger, it rode the air with a thrust so strong it sent a buzzing in the behemoths mind. It was ticking like a clock that waited for the right time to implode. Perhaps it was the instincts that pulled her children to her when the hour of darkness was upon them that made her wander in the right time at the right moment. The stink of fear was strong amongst the crimson sentinels and it smelled of youth. Compulsion pushed the mother forward towards the distressed only to find that her heart was greedy at work with the fetishes he struggled to conceal. It wasn?t uncommon. She had dabbled in the consumption of her own kind a time or two, give or take, Sade had experienced that first hand. Yet the youth were not the ones to be stolen from the world of the living.

Paws pushed quickly against toes. Swiftness drove her forward to meet her mate head on. Fangs broke free and a guttural snarl ripped from her vocal cords. Fangs snapped at nothing but oh so close to touch the flesh she loved to hold. Her hackles were raised in her show of dominance, it was a rare display, and her tail rose with her surety. ?Touch that child again and I will break you so help me Cerberus!? she all but roared at him. The protective fire burned brightly in her eyes and the threat was real. Oh, yes she had been his willing participate when it came to the game of violence but never once had she tried to fight him. She was a formidable opponent and she was certain she could put him in his place should he not back down.

Her lips were curled in silent threat, as she turned to assess the youth. Her violet eyes roved over the wound to her hindquarters. Sympathy and rage filled her gaze as she moved towards the wound. ?I will not hurt you.? She said with a shuddering voice. She was shaking all over. The urge to beat the shit out of her mate was overwhelming. Generally, she wouldn?t care but given the time frame of their still homebound children her maternal instincts far surpassed those of her indifferent nature. Her muzzle roved over the wound and her tongue flicked free to clean the leaking blood. Her tail slashed behind her with her pent up rage and when she finished she looked at the youth. She was not much older then their own daughter.

?How did you get here?? she questioned, uncertain if the youth had trespassed into their domain or if Kaios had corralled her into the territory to play his game of death. ?Are your parents near?? worried crossed her voice for a moment. She wanted no wars to break out over the harming of pups. Idiotic was Kaios in attempting to indulge in his fetish without fully confirming if the pup was orphaned or not. They didn?t need anymore heat because of him.